<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381398" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Corridor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It may have been the pride in me for aught <br>I know, or just a patronizing whim; <br>But call it freak of fancy, or what not, <br>I cannot hide the hungry face of him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I keep a scant half-dozen words he said, <br>And every now and then I lose his name; <br>He may be living or he may be dead, <br>But I must have him with me all the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I knew it and I knew it all along,-- <br>And felt it once or twice, or thought I did; <br>But only as a glad man feels a song <br>That sounds around a stranger's coffin lid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I knew it, and he knew it, I believe, <br>But silence held us alien to the end; <br>And I have now no magic to retrieve <br>That year, to stop that hunger for a friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwin+Arlington+Robinson">Edwin Arlington Robinson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381398" data-title="The Corridor de Edwin Arlington Robinson" data-description="It may have been the pride in me for aught I know, or just a patronizing whim; But call it freak of fancy, or what not, I cannot hide the hungry face of him. I keep a scant half-dozen words he said, And every now and then I lose his name; He..."></div> </div> </div>

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